Roommates

embarrassed

A few days had passed since they found out about their past and it had led to many awkward moments that the two of them would usually just laugh off but one night something was different...more tense..

It started like many nights, Mark in the kitchen making dinner while Ethan watched television in the living room
Mark called "Ethan! Dinner is ready" he said as he put the pasta on two plates and sat them on the table along with silverware and napkins "You can get your own drink" he stuck his tongue out at the smaller blue haired man.
Ethan rolled his eyes at Mark's last statement "Yeah yeah fuck you too" he walked into the kitchen to get himself a glass of water before sitting at the table beside Mark. He looked at him "Thanks for cooking a lot, I really should return the favor soon"
The red haired man laughed and shook his head "Please don't try and cook, you'll burn the house down. Plus I'm sure there's another way you can repay me anyway" he said without much thought of what he was saying or how Ethan may take it.

Ethan, who has been taking a drink if water, started coughing, his face slightly red. After a minute he stopped coughing "Maark!! You can't just say things like that!" He said, clearly flustered by what he had said
Mark smirked "What? I just meant chores or favors, what did you think I meant Ethan?" He said as he looked over at the shorter blue haired male who's face went even redder than before.
"Shut up before I slap you" he mumbled as he looked down at his pasta, eating it quickly to hopefully get out of this akaward situation.
Mark just took that as a challenge "Oh as if you'd ever hurt me!"

Ethan shook his head "Oh you wanna test me then?" He said with a false confidence, they both knew he wouldn't hurt him. Mark laughed "Yeah, do it blueberry!" He said. Not the best choice for mark.
*Smack!*
"Oww!! Ethan I didn't think you would actually do it!"
Ethan looked concerned "Oh my god I'm so sorry I didn't even mean to actually hurt you are you okay?? Did I hurt you too bad?"
Mark was going to respond but Ethan had already left to his room feeling bad.

Mark sighed and cleaned up the kitchen, shaking his head "Idiot.." he mumbled to himself "Ethan?! I'm okay!" He called hoping to make him feel better

Around an hour later Ethan came out of his room, his face slightly red. He just sat on the couch beside Mark. He had a hoodie that was obviously Mark's and some boxers under. He leaned against him and mumbled "Don't say a word."

Mark, seeming amused, just chuckled "That my hoodie? And next time you get like uh..that.. be quieter"
Those words made Ethan's face flush red "Shut up! I told you not to say anything!" He curled up in his hoodie. God the tension now in the room was almost unbearable

Mark lightly scooted away and Ethan did the same, keeping his gaze only on the television. Mark would glace at Ethan but didn't say a word. Why was he wearing his hoodie? Did he wear it while he was... No he didn't want to think about that "I-Im going to bed, night E-Ethan" he said quickly and went to his room

Ethan slept on the couch, hugging the pillow Mark had been leaning on.